How I know you won’t be interested in me: I like you.
I wish I had a good before picture. I’ve lost 86 pounds but I feel like it doesn’t look like it.
Sometimes I remind myself that I almost skipped the party, that I almost went to a different college, that the whim of a minute could have changed everything and everyone. Our lives, so settled, so specific, are built on happenstance.
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